Looking at the snow maiden, Wen Ting's heart was filled with gratitude. She had actually already considered that if everything was true, the snow maiden would surely do this. Everyone has a selfish side, and Wen Ting was no exception. She didn't stop the snow maiden; she only watched her silently, her eyes revealing a likewise resolute light. For the man before her, it wasn't just the snow maiden who was willing to give up everything—she too would pay any price! At least compared to her own parents, they truly loved each other.
A faint smile appeared on the snow maiden's pretty face as she spoke softly, "Daddy, can you always remember what Xue'er looks like? Never forget that in your life, you once had a daughter like me. Daddy, I really love you. You must keep living, no matter when, Xue'er will be watching over you from heaven." As she spoke, the azure light emanating from her body began to change; her form was gradually fading away, condensing towards the ground.
